Clip-clop, clip-clop. The carriage slowly drew near.
Gao Lan wore a blue robe. Faint stubble shadowed his upper lip and chin; his youthful handsomeness remained, but the mature masculine charm about him had grown stronger. He served as the coachman himself, wearing no imperial robes or crown. He looked like an ordinary husband driving his wife and children out for an excursion.
A springtime outing, with apricot blossoms blown all over their heads.
The carriage stopped. Gao Lan leaped down, his expression gentle and his eyes soft as water. He slowly opened the carriage door and brought out a memorial tablet. On its black surface, white characters read:
"Grave of my beloved wife, Yan Ran"
"Erected by her husband, Gao Lan"
He walked slowly to the lakeside and set the tablet on a stone beside him, then gazed toward the lake's center, where schools of silver fish reflected the sunlight.
"Come over here," Gao Lan suddenly said. His voice was low, yet it rang clearly in Meng Qi's ears.
As expected, even after mastering the Dao One Seal, he still couldn't hide from someone carrying the Human Emperor Sword... Meng Qi sighed, slowly stood, and took a single step to Gao Lan's side.
After witnessing Gao Lan's behavior just now, he was eighty or ninety percent certain the man before him leaned more toward the affectionate, passionate personality. A little provocation could turn him into a goofy big brother, and even without any provocation, they could still have a friendly conversation.
With his hands behind his back, Gao Lan gazed gently at the rippling water. His blue robe stirred in the lake breeze as he said casually, "You never come without a reason. Is there something you need my help with?"
I'm neither "I" nor "Your Majesty"... Meng Qi grew